Calabash Fairy

In the east of Xiahe Village, Qiu'er was sitting cross-legged in a small courtyard with her eyes closed, looking as if she was meditating.

However, not far away, Fairy Yunhua, who was sitting at the wooden table, could clearly perceive the little girl's chaotic thoughts.

The little girl was very excited when she returned to the village, and her friends kept coming to play with her, so Qiu'er's heart became carefree.

However, one cannot be so lax in cultivation. If one rests today and rests tomorrow, the speed of cultivation improvement will slow down again and again.

Cultivators seek immortality. When they are young, they don't think much of it and live a carefree life, indulging in pleasure. But as they grow older and their lifespan is about to end, their bodies become weak and frail, and they are unable to break through to a higher realm. By then, it is too late for regrets.

Fairy Yunhua had seen countless cultivators die in despair throughout her life.

Her disciple, Su Xueyi, was exceptionally talented. Even without any guidance, she cultivated spiritual power through self-study and practice using only a few cultivation manuals. Over the years, she has remained diligent in her cultivation, requiring little intervention from her.

However, I need to put some effort into this grand-disciple of mine; at least for the next few days, I need to get the child back on track...

Just then, Fairy Yunhua's expression shifted slightly, and she looked toward the courtyard gate, where she saw a handsome young man in a green robe walking slowly towards her.

Fairy Yunhua smiled and said:

"Judging from your expression, fellow Daoist, you seem quite satisfied with this transaction?"

Fang Yan nodded with a smile, sat down opposite Fairy Yunhua, looked at Qiu'er who was practicing her skills in the open space, placed the jade bottle in his hand on the table, and presented it to Fairy Yunhua.

"I am very satisfied. Thank you so much, Fairy."

"I personally refined this Amethyst Pill as a token of my gratitude. Please accept it, Fairy."

Fairy Yunhua must have many treasures, yet she only offered the Myriad Treasures Token to him in exchange. How could such a coincidence be possible?

It must be that this person noticed something during yesterday's conversation, guessed his current predicament, and offered his help.

Since the other party has shown goodwill, he should reciprocate that goodwill.

Fairy Yunhua did not pick up the jade bottle, but kept her gaze on Qiu'er, who was practicing her martial arts.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for that. I'm exchanging this item for three years of residence in Xiahe Village. It's simply a deal that satisfies both of us."

Fang Yan laughed and said:

"If I were to present this Amethyst Pill as a gift to a friend, would the fairy be willing to accept it?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunhua turned to look at Fang Yan, who was looking serious, and nodded with a smile. She picked up the jade bottle from the table with her slender hand and held it in her hand.

"In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse."

Seeing that the man had accepted the Purple Crystal Pill, Fang Yan smiled with relief, slowly stood up, and then disappeared.

"If you ever have some free time in the future, you are welcome to visit Qingfeng Mountain. I will certainly welcome you with open arms."

Fairy Yunhua nodded slightly, pulled out the stopper from the jade bottle in her hand, and ten pills that looked like amethysts appeared in the jade bottle.

"The quality is so excellent, without any impurities."

With some surprise, she poured a purple crystal pill into her hand. The quality of this purple crystal pill was so high that she had only ever seen it in the hands of the hall master of the Pill Hall in the Rainbow Immortal Sect.

Cultivation pills also vary in quality. The bottle in her hand is the highest grade Purple Crystal Pill, which is not only extremely effective but also free of any impurities.

It would be very difficult for an ordinary alchemist to refine such a perfect elixir.

Even ordinary pills are quite precious. Taking a small amount will not cause any problems and will only benefit one's cultivation.

However, if taken in large quantities over a long period, the barely perceptible impurities in the body may even accumulate into "pillar poison," which can negatively impact cultivation.

Therefore, in the cultivation tradition, many disciples are reminded of this matter by their elders as soon as they enter the sect: pills can be used, but one should not rely too much on pills for cultivation.

The higher the quality of the elixir, the better its efficacy and the fewer impurities it contains.

Although there are treasures in this world that can expel or purify erysipelas, these treasures are extremely precious and hard to find.

Out of respect, Fairy Yunhua did not want to pry into other people's privacy. After the merchant went up the mountain, she withdrew her divine sense and did not know what the two were trading.

She guessed that Fang Yan might have alchemy skills, but she never expected that his alchemy attainments would be so high.

"Although the Purple Crystal Pill has no effect on my cultivation level, it is an excellent pill for Xueyi at her current level."

However, now, compared to the Purple Crystal Pill in her hand, she values ​​her fellow Daoist Fang Yan more.

"A master of alchemy..."

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After returning to the Qingfeng Secret Realm, Fang Yan looked at the spiritual materials piled up in the corner of the secret realm, his heart filled with excitement and anticipation.

Wanbao Trading Company also has a very particular method for preserving spiritual materials. These materials are well preserved without any loss of medicinal properties, so they will not affect his alchemy in any way.

If he could refine them all into pills, it would be enough for him to take another big step forward in the inheritance of pill-making.

Fang Yan went straight forward and began to sort out the spiritual materials one by one, storing them all into the chaotic space within his body. Then he sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and focused on the inheritance of the Pill Refining Technique.

Before long, spiritual energy began to rise around Fang Yan, transforming into a phantom image of a gourd with purple-gold cloud patterns. Inside the gourd phantom image, it seemed as if a flame was burning fiercely...

Fang Yan was completely unaware of this, as his mind was entirely focused on alchemy.

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One night, in a small courtyard in the west of Xiahe Village, there was another commotion.

"You brat! Stop right there! Tell me! What are you going to do with my knife?!"

"Father! Father!! Don't chase after them!!"

The chubby-faced little boy frantically ran around the table, dodging his father's wooden cane, while staring at the intact knife on the table, his little head spinning.

His hidden knife was eventually discovered by his mother, who was cleaning the chicken coop, but... hadn't he already broken that stinky knife?! That doesn't make sense!!

If the knife wasn't broken... then what was he hiding?!

"I... um... that..."

The boy was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to break the relationship or not. It seemed he was destined for a beating today...

"Honey! Bring me the cane! I think this brat is a real handful; he's been climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles for three days straight!!!"

Before long, cries of pain echoed through the courtyard. The neighbors, however, were already used to it; they glanced in this direction and then quickly looked away...

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Fang Yan was in seclusion in the secret realm refining pills, while the villagers in the villages below the mountain were also building houses and cultivating fields in full swing, without ever stopping.

After a month or so, the villagers from the other three villages arrived one after another. Although they were bothered by wild animals along the way, they moved their entire villages and made thorough preparations, so the wild animals only dared to circle around and dared not approach.

Once they reached the Qingfeng Mountain area, the wild beasts dispersed, thus preventing any casualties.

Now, the six villages have come together, with more than 3,000 households and nearly 10,000 people, making the area at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain more lively than ever before.

As the saying goes, many hands make light work. With the cooperation of the six villages, the landscape at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain is changing almost daily. Centered on Xiahe Village, wooden houses are constantly appearing and expanding outwards.

Surprisingly, Yang Sheng's third son played an indispensable role at this time.